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• I, the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line 178...
• Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line 117...
• I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line 168...
• In the spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove
  In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love....
• But the jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honour feels.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line 105...
• Let the great world spin forever down the ringing grooves of change.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line 182...
• Like a dog, he hunts in dreams. -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line 79
• With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daughter's heart.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line 94...
• Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Locksley Hall, Line 184...